Oakwood University Song

ALMA MATER

Our dear Oakwood within whose vale
Thy standards will not fail,
Our hearts are filled with wondrous cheer
When thoughts of thee draw near.
We love thy pines, thy elms, thy oaks,
And campus always green;
Thy many flowers and distant mounts,
Form one impressive scene.

Chorus
To thee, our dear Oakwood,
To thee we shall ever sing;
For decades thou hast stood
Thy name should ever ring.

Here we’ve spent our happy days,
So we love to sing thy praise;
And wherever we may be,
We’ll always be true to thee,
Oakwood University.

Words & Music - O.B. Edwards
Arranged - H.L. Anthony